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What’s that definition of insanity again?
That’s right. I went back to the same place for another haircut today. That would be the place that I’ve been complaining about because they can’t seem to get it quite right. (Although I blame myself for not making my wishes crystal freaking clear.)
That would also be the same place I’ve been getting my hair cut for the last eighteen years. I know it’s been that long because my dad, who was a barber, cut my hair until just before he died.
But maybe this is the time when I finally got my message across. Before I even said anything, my stylist mentioned that it hadn’t been very long since my last haircut. That made it easier for me to ask her to cut it closer this time. And I made her keep going until I thought I was satisfied. Too bad I won’t really know for a day or two if it’s true. I’m always hopeful.
Anyway, the best part as far as I’m concerned isn’t how it looks, but that it feels so much better. And I did get her to clip the sides nice and close. She offered to trim my eyebrows, which is a service I would never ask for but almost always need to have done. It was a pleasant experience all around, especially since I didn’t have to wait this time.
In fact, that good feeling in the chair and just afterward is exactly the reason I keep going back there, no matter what. I’m not sure it was worth twenty bucks, though. | 
